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Super Necromancer System

In a world full of caped superheroes, supervillains, and monsters, Aldrich is worthless. 95% of humanity has evolved to develop superpowers, but Aldrich is one of the rare few that has no powers at all. Because of his lack of powers, Aldrich suffers relentless bullying and discrimination. Society looks down on him as a burden. He is reminded everyday that he is better off dead than alive. Yet one day, at the height of his despair, after Aldrich is spat on, beaten, and broken, when it seems like everything is taken from him, a familiar screen appears in front of him: a screen from his favorite fantasy role playing game giving him the chance to wield the power he has only ever dreamed of. [Welcome, Host. Choose your Class:] [Class: Necromancer selected] Watch as Aldrich rises from weak to strong. From suffering to finding vengeance. From standing alone to commanding undead legions. From mere man to Lord of Death itself. ___ Feel free to hop into my discord to ask me questions about the story, get chapter updates, character images, and more! https://discord.gg/H7eb2CBPrB Chapter update schedule: 1 per day 5-7 Bonus chapters awarded over the week depending on powerstone and golden ticket rankings, up to a total of 14 chapters a week If you end up enjoying the book and want to give me a small tip, then here's my ko-fi! https://ko-fi.com/johndoever

John_Doever · Fantasy
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Sky Fight

Crow pushed off the balcony and hovered in the air, allowing Aldrich to inspect the sky. The wind raged around him in angry howls, carrying a torrential downpour of rain that nearly even managed to drown out the sound of high caliber gunfire and artillery shells exploding in the distance.

The roar of occasional lightning pierced through all this noise, cracking down in heavenly judgement against buildings, especially those near the city center.

"That's no natural lightning. The kind that strikes down at random," noted Aldrich. "It's being used with purpose, almost like their form of artillery. I'll need a closer to look to figure out what's really going on, though."

'Stitching [Farseer Eyes],' stated Volantis, and a single blue, crystalline shaped eye formed on Aldrich's helmet forehead. Through this, Aldrich could see far into the distance and identify life forms that shone bright blue through the cover of the dark storm clouds.